never coming true? What about tomorrow And all of what I expected is it just going to fade away? What if the world stopped turning? Would you still care about what
Traduction: Near Miss. De quoi demain sera.
dreams never coming true? What about tomorrow And all of what I expected is it just going to fade away? What if the world stopped turning Would you still care about what
? Shake that sucker to the left Let me show you what this life is really about YaknowhatI'msayin? You need to be on first class Need to be goin to Hawaii, seein the world Seein what
Tomorrow night, tomorrow night... Even if someone would pray for me Tomorrow night, There's not a prayer That they could say for me Tomorrow night, Tomorrow night, tomorrow
had It wasn't so bad It's only life and what you're livin' for Sit down right here I'll send away your tears Well we don't have to talk about it much
: Ha ha ha ha! Phyllis: What are they laughing about? He looks so beautiful when they laugh . . . Don: That's what my psychiatrist used to say . . . Phyllis
help me! Dear God, what'll I do? He'll think this is an ambush He'll think I'm in it too! What'll I do, what'll I say? I've got to warn them here I've
with me (He) Feel free to ask about my wealth I got the weapons with me (He) So come and get me I'm here People send me automatic near* no need to fear
for times just like these And I know What you need, what you want, so many things So I'll go And keep getting stronger on the way... CHORUS: Not today, maybe not tomorrow
about These lil n****z is wildin' out Do somethin' to 'em they dialin' out Everybody lookin' at you like you foulin' out Every hood everywhere that's what it's now about
Intro: (E-40 and Method Man) Uhh! Hey Meth Merchant! Method Man Meth, what's up boy? What's upper? Trying to get my ones up... Crack Alley Studios mang
and shit, look how you look She motherfuckin' wanna be with that nigga, ya know what I'm sayin'? Shake that sucker to the left Let me show you what this life is really about Ya know what
me! Dear God, what'll I do? He'll think this is an ambush He'll think I'm in it too! What'll I do, what'll I say? I've got to warn them here I've got
Clowns get smoked about a thousand volts For selling pounds of coke Front in this town and get a tech stuck down your throat I'm tellin you shit is about
bust But look past that and listen how a killer be Imagine the concert, they dancin' on they seats Shorty mad gettin' stained, she damn near about to